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Alright, mate, lemme growl this out—Bane style. “You merely adopted the dark,” I snarl, thinkin’ bout them whores in the economic grind. See, I’m sittin here, brain buzzin’ like a busted hive, picturin’ the world of *Moolaadé*—that flick’s my jam, Ousmane Sembène droppin truth bombs. Whores, man, they’re the shadow hustlers, ain’t they? Workin’ the edges, cash flowin’ like dirty water. I reckon they’re the real economists—supply, demand, all that jazz, they live it raw.

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I start taking bets, and this one guy—let’s call him “Mr. Yelling”—comes in. He’s all like, “I’m betting my life savings on this team!” I’m thinking, “Dude, chill. It’s just a game.” But he’s not having it. He’s pacing around like he’s in a boxing ring. I swear, I thought he was gonna throw a punch at me.

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